I needed a place to stay.’ ‘Go sleep under the bridge. If you are really nice, I’m sure they will share their booze.’ She grabbed the empty bo...tle he had from earlier and tossed it in the recycle bin. Max closed his eyes, mentally counting from ten to one. ‘Megan, I know you are pissed at me. I had to leave. I had orders.’ ‘Did you have orders not to call? Not to write a letter or email?’ She glared at him. Her green eyes were nothing but tiny slits and her nose was crinkled. He would have. I’ll get enough bogus PR from the oil companies and their cronies.”“Very well.”“We’ll let the company buy the flat in London and the house in Geneva.”She nodded and we headed toward the black Range Rover her team had brought over to Ireland for us to use.“Will you be happy to be closer to home?” I asked.She gave me her arched eyebrow and then a soft, sad, smile. “You and Jeryl and Ali, and Jer, are my home, Paul. I thought you realized that.”The depth of feeling her comment created floored me.. ” She was surprised and said, “Jeez, how come you know so many things?” The new movie has started and my conversation was on. Then I asked her a difficult question, “Don’t you ever feel the vacuum around you, since now you are alone, you can’t enjoy sex?” She was silent and a drop of tear rolled down her cheek. She looked at me and I felt sad too. I opened my arms and she rested her head on my chest and told me her story. Her husband was a bad man. Every night he would ask for sex, but the. She reached down to grasp me again and guided me to her opening. Slowly, I began to push into her. She was very wet, and her excitement had made her inner lips splay out to make the perfect receptacle for me. I had to push hard to get my head into her. She was definitely a virgin even if her cherry was gone. She jumped as the head popped into her, slipping past the tight ring of her opening. I continued to push. Jean was tense, panting, her chest heaving. She kept looking from my face to.